A/N : Hi, this is my first White Collar Fic and I write this for a very nice friend named Jean I hope you enjoy the history as much as I do. Is my first in ingles so any recommendation or correction (my ingles is crappy but I make the effort for my friend!) is appreciated! This chapter is short but I hope I have more really soon. This story contains spanking! So you now bla bla bla….don´t read if you don´t like!

"So?" Peter look at Neal with a clear interest
"So what Peter?"
"Don't you think you should apologize?"
"Apologize? What for? "
"What for? Neal!" this damn kid has to be kidding! "Have you listened to anything I've been telling you for the last 30 minutes?"
"Yeah! I've been listening to you this whole time." Ok maybe not this whole time but at least most of it, well Neal listened for the first five minutes then he just disconnected.
"Really? Tell me the last thing I told you."
"So?" yeah that had been the last thing. Neal put on his gorgeous smile.
Peter was sure he just got an ulcer." I'm not playing with you!"
"Come on Peter, you can't expect me to sit here, at your kitchen table listening to you yell at me for 30 minutes. I dont like to be yelled at. It is not very polite you know. "
"You don't like to be yelled at!" Peter was yelling again. "Well I don't like almost having a heart attack." The man ran a hand down his face "How do you think I felt when I saw that guy pointing a gun at your empty head?"
"But nothing happen to me!" Really Peter shouldn't be so angry, it was true, that crazy guy almost shot him in the brain but in the happy end, he was unharmed, wasn't that the most important thing? Plus he got the information they needed.
"Yeah! But it was only by luck that you were not severely harmed, cant you see that young man!"
"Oh God! Stop acting like my mother!"
"If I was your mother" Neal started laughing at that statement "I mean, if I was your father you would never have even thought about doing something so reckless and stop laughing this is not funny."
"You want to be my mother Peter?" Neal kept laughing "is that why you act like this?"
"No Neal, I don't want to be your mother" Peter tell with confidence, even though he sometimes did feel like the kid's mother. Father the kid's father!
"Are you sure? Because sometimes you do act like a crazy wom…" Neal let the words dying in his mouth, when he realizes the furious look in Peter eyes.
"How can I not act a little crazy when you choose to act like an idiotic kid! How would I be able to explain my CI lying dead somewhere when he is supposed to be doing his reports in the office!"
"Doing reports, is boring" Neal says, looking at the floor of the Burks' kitchen.
"And dying is funny? Is that your idea of fun?"
Neal didn't have an answer for that, so he kept quiet. Obviously dying was no fun at all, but he was not ready to admit that he was wrong and that Peter was right.
"No answer?"
"My plans did not involve getting caught."
"No kidding. Neal you need to start thinking, you cannot live your life at random, doing whatever you want whenever you want to do it. There are rules, and you have to follow them."
Here we go again! "Peter please if you are about to give to me the speech about doing thing by the book again, I am going to rip out my heart!"
"You listen to me Neal Cafrey!" Peter was out of patience, "if you continue with this attitude, I'm going to rip out your heart myself!"
Neal sank in his chair.
"I am really done with you! I swear to god Neal… you better start behaving because I'm this close…."
Peter explosion of angry was interrupt by a cough belonging to…
"Elizabeth!" Neal exclaimed, ever so happy to see the woman he felt brought salvation to the world.
"Hi Neal." El said, trying to decide whether to enter the room or to turn around and exit the area.
"Hi honey." Peter said in a much calmer tone of voice.
"Hi hon… do you two have a problem?" She asks even though it was obvious for the way his husband yelled at the kid.
"No problem", Neal said quickly, this was his opportunity," actually I was about to leave so…"
"You do not move your butt from that chair." damn! So close! The agent points his finger between Neal eyes. "We are not done yet kid."
"Peter. Come on! If I say Im sorry can we let this go?"
"No Neal! We are not going to let this go!"
"Jesus Christ! Why are you so dramatic! I went there, I got the information and it's done, get over it!" Neal says as he stands from the chair.
That, of course, was the wrong thing to say and to do. Peter was absolutely not going to get over it. The man took the few steps between him and Neal, and then he grabbed the kid by the arm and gave Neal three good whacks to his butt. All of them to the same place right in the center of the kid rear.
"Peter stop" that was El voice; the two men had forgotten she was in the room. Peter stop with his hand in the air.
"You have no right to hit me!" Neal yells, and pushes trying to free himself. "Let. Me. Go.!"
"Stop pushing" the man says as he shakes the kid a bit to get his attention. "I may not be your mother like you said before, and I'm not your father Neal, but I am the closest thing you got. If anyone has the right to discipline you it's me."
Elizabeth was shock! Well her husband is telling the truth, he is the closes thing Neal has to a Father, but she never ever expected to see her husband spanking his CI in the middle of their kitchen. Her first reaction was to take a picture, but she would never be able to forget this so there was no need. The mental picture was more than enough. Her second, well there was not second because Peter hand descended five more times in Neals butt and she went white.